Qi Wuhuo used the Xuantan again and delivered the letter of reply he had written to the old yellow ox above the Niu constellation.

The old ox grabbed the scroll, but did not turn the pages. He only looked at the words on the title page and said with a smile, "They call each other the Taoist Lords, but they do not use their real names. This reminds me of the time when I called myself the Golden Bull Great Sage. I did it for fun in private, but others would inevitably laugh when they saw it."

"But it is also quite elegant to not write one's real name but only use a nickname."

"Those real people throughout history have at least seven or eight names each."

"Many people have read books together, but when they meet, they know nothing about each other's affairs."

"I hope you don't encounter such a thing."

The young Taoist asked in confusion, "Hmm? I just remembered that Uncle Niu, you have given me the name Wuhuo Daojun to write the Jade Book."

"After removing my real name and Taoist name, I only have this name, so I use it."

The old ox was startled, then burst into laughter.

"Is this a name? Is that all?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

"He's still a child after all!"

Old Niu handed the scroll to Yun Qin, asking her to keep it well. Later, when he got the chance, he gave the scroll to the man. Seeing that Qi Wuhuo seemed to be very tired after performing the Xuantan Technique, Old Niu sneered and said, "But Wuhuo, although you have a high level of comprehension, you should also pay attention to the realm of cultivation. The Xuantan Technique is just to borrow strength, but you are so tired."

"If he really lets you use some great magical power someday, won't you be drained of it?"

Lao Niu's advice was sincere.

But when he mentioned this matter, he remembered that he had almost drained all his magic power when he used the Xuantan method just now, so he couldn't continue.

But his tone was slightly more serious, and he said: "You have to look at the book's magical power, but your cultivation must also keep up."

"Otherwise, even if you have read through ten thousand volumes of Taoist scriptures."

"But my vitality has withered, my essence is insufficient, and I can't even condense my innate Qi."

"Then we will have no choice but to follow the path of the Yin God."

The young Taoist nodded.

The old cow nodded and said that the young man was teachable. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and added, "Wuhuo, you should be careful of the bald donkeys recently."

"This group of people are the most devious and devious. They don't speak a word of truth."

"Today, I, Old Cow, went to see off Medicine Master Liuli Guang Tathagata out of kindness, but Yue Guang Bian Zhao refused to let me in!"

"They blocked the door directly."

"But you're guarding against me like a thief!"

"It makes the cow sad!"

"That's fine, but what else did he say? You are the half-master of Medicine Master Liuli Light Tathagata."

"I want to invite you to have a cup of tea in his Pure Land of Lapis Lazuli."

"Bah!"

"Who hasn't been to the Pure Land of Lapis Lazuli? Even if I, Old Cow, had the nerve to go there, I would have to sit on the lotus platform for a while after I come out."

"Wuhuo, your cultivation is not good enough. Once you enter, you will inevitably be bewitched. You are so bad that you can't get out for a while. If this goes on for a long time, you might really abandon Taoism and become a Buddha, sitting on the lotus platform. That's not good!"

Yunqin asked, "Are you a half-master of Buddha?"

Lao Niu sneered and said, "They really have no shame to say such things."

"You said so."

"No doubt?"

The young Taoist shook his head: "I am not a half-master."

Then the old ox showed natural anger on his face, and began to curse and admonish Yun Qin:

“Look…”

The young Taoist replied, "The pharmacist and I only chatted for an hour."

? ? ! ! !

The old ox's expression slowly froze.

He lowered his head little by little, staring blankly at the young Taoist in the mirror. His huge bull head seemed to have stopped moving. After a long time, he stopped joking and playing around. He stared at Qi Wuhuo and asked, "...did you let him pass away?"

The young Taoist thought for a moment and replied, "No, according to Buddhism, he realized and saved himself."

"When he chatted with me, he was actually revealing his true heart and brushing away distracting thoughts."

"It is like seeing mountains and rivers, seeing flowing water."

"If he had an epiphany because of this, then we can only say that he himself was constantly thinking about it."

"He turned back on his own accord."

"Besides, I gained a lot. We were just talking to each other."

"I already know the Four Noble Truths, the Five Aggregates, the Eight Sufferings, the Birth, Destruction, and the Uncertainty of Reincarnation."

The old ox was dumbfounded.

In order to prove that he was not lying, and also because of his youthful nature, he wanted to show off his skills to his elders, the young Taoist raised his hand as if jokingly, with his right forearm raised in front of his chest, slightly at a right angle to his body, his fingers naturally stretched upwards, his palm facing outwards, and there was a faint ray of Buddha's light. He lowered his eyes gently, raised the Fearless Seal, and said, "If I had saved him, instead of him attaining enlightenment on his own."

"Then what is the difference between what he and I did before, [Saving All Living Things]?"

"If that's the case, our conversation is worthless."

"Yes, that's what I heard."

The old ox felt as if a breeze was blowing across his heart, and his mind became calmer and he no longer felt afraid.

This familiar feeling made Lao Niu sigh:

"The Buddhist seal of fearlessness?!"

"Have you entered Buddhism?"

The young Taoist put down his hand, and then, still with the Taoist spirit, he answered, "No."

"It's just because I saw Medicine Master use it and used his Buddha power, so I learned a seal."

"Uncle Niu, if you give it a try, it's possible."

The old ox looked at the young Taoist priest.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised.

From between his teeth, he squeezed out a verbal insult from the monsters as they cursed at each other.

"grass."

This word alone can express the strong emotions in my heart.

I can't!

This Dharma seal.

Lao Niu, I have been studying for three years.

The girl next to him raised her head and looked at the honest and simple Uncle Niu with a puzzled look on her face.

Uncle Niu exhaled slowly, lowered his head, and explained:

“Grass is a plant.”

The girl suddenly realized.

After much difficulty, the [Circular Light Manifestation Method] was finally completed. However, the old ox felt that he had been hit both mentally and spiritually. He was so exhausted that he just wanted to go home and have a good sleep. He sighed and said:

"I thought it was Wuhuo who ruined the bald donkey, but it seems that it was not the bald donkey who ruined Wuhuo."

"But Medicine Master Liuli Light Tathagata is the one with the best personality after all."

"Among the Thirteen Lineages of Buddhism, there are many others who are stubborn and unwilling to turn back. I hope Wuhuo will not encounter them..."

The girl wondered, "What will happen if we meet?"

"Can they stop Wuhuo?"

The girl is full of confidence.

Lao Niu wanted to say that those guys were good at talking, but after thinking about it, he swallowed the words back.

He replied: "Such good qualifications."

"Those monks will probably tie him up and shave his head first."

"I have seen a monk who separated a couple in order to convert a scholar to be his disciple. After forcibly shaving his head, he suppressed the scholar under a pagoda and converted him for fifty years."

…

Qi Wuhuo finished the [Circular Light Revealing Method], but the mirror became dim again.

His palm brushed across the mirror, and just as he had felt before, the mirror seemed to have changed a little. Originally, the mirror was covered with green patina, as if it had gone through a long time and had become rotten, but now the mirror surface became darker. The patina had also changed a little, but the overall appearance was still the same.

But it also reveals a sense of vastness, like the starry sky deep in the night, filled with stars.

Qi Wuhuo could sense that if he input some magic power, the mirror would change.

But his magic power has been exhausted at this moment.

Thinking of the old yellow cow's advice, the young Taoist sighed and said, "My cultivation is still too low."

Cultivation is a process of slowly nurturing oneself, and from three to two, from two to one, approaching the great way.

This is a path that needs to be taken slowly and steadily, and cannot be achieved overnight.

The young Taoist put away the mirror and put it back into the wooden box. As his spiritual energy was greatly depleted, he could no longer read the ordinary book. If he wanted to continue reading, he might not only fail to understand what was said in the manuscript, but also cause great damage to his own spiritual energy. He had to sleep for seven days and seven nights.

I just took out the peach preserves that Yunqin had made.

When I put it in my mouth, it is indeed soft and flexible, different from the original crisp peach taste.

It has a sweet and sour taste.

The young Taoist closed his eyes and said:

"tasty."

…

The peacock was snoring, as if it had eaten too much, or was having a sweet dream that was difficult to share with others. It was only morning, and Qi Wuhuo was sitting under a tree in Lianyang Temple, flipping through an ordinary Taoist scroll. He raised his eyes to glance at the Lu Zu Tower and saw the sword hanging on it. Then he lowered his head and slowly turned a page of the book, and took out a peach preserve from the side and put it in his mouth.

The young Taoist priest studied diligently, cultivated his energy, and practiced in front of the Sanqing Temple.

There was water accumulating in the cracks of the bluestone slabs inside the Taoist temple, reflecting the light of the sky and the shadows of the clouds, which was very beautiful.

After eating a bowl of vegetarian noodles at noon, Qi Wuhuo took Mingxin to the place where patients were taken in in the city to help.

Although the rain dispersed a lot of the epidemic energy, it would take some time for the epidemic energy in the human body to recover. Qi Wuhuo was carrying a bamboo basket of herbs on his back, while the little Taoist priest on the side was standing on a step on the side of the city wall that was slightly higher than the road and only as wide as a palm. He walked forward unsteadily with his arms outstretched.

The young Taoist asked, "Why don't you come down and walk?"

The young Taoist priest said solemnly: "Because if I walk down, I will die."

"On this road, I must walk on these stairs!"

Qi Wuhuo was stunned, and then he realized that this was just a childish game, like walking in the shadow and not being exposed to the sun. It was just his own entertainment, so he just smiled and shook his head, slowed down his pace, and read a book slowly in his hand. The little Taoist priest next to him spread his arms to keep his balance and walked forward unsteadily.

That's how time goes by.

I passed by the porridge stall again.

The meat porridge smelled delicious, but the little Taoist priest did not go to see it.

I have eaten vegetarian noodles today.

Meat porridge is delicious, but it should be left for the hungry.

Someone was calling them. The two Taoists didn't think they were being called until the voice got closer. They smiled and said, "Ha, Taoist priests, please stay. Please stay." Qi Wuhuo turned around, slightly surprised that someone was calling him. But it wasn't a servant, but the young prince in gorgeous clothes who came over himself and said with a smile:

"Two Taoist priests, you have finally stopped."

"If you do this again I'll have to yell."

The young Taoist priest Mingxin jumped down from the steps, bowed, and said in a serious manner like a little adult:

"I wonder what this layman wants us to do?"

The young prince smiled and said, "I just heard that someone was watering with realgar water yesterday, and I was very curious, so I came to take a look."

"I just don't know why the two Taoist priests sprinkled realgar water on the road?"

Um?

Why are you asking this?

Mingxin subconsciously looked at Qi Wuhuo.

The young Taoist replied: "…the city is plagued by epidemics, and realgar is used to drive away the evil and poison."

The prince asked, "Why water?"

The Taoist replied, "There is less rain in the city, so we can replenish the moisture."

The young prince was surprised, then he smiled and said, "Master, you are kind-hearted. Your judgment is exactly the same as what my sister said. I admire you. Why don't you use realgar today?"

The Taoist said: "Rain can break the epidemic, but we should be on guard against being infected by the cold air."

The prince seemed to be quite emotional. He smiled but did not answer. He chatted for a while and asked the two to wait here for a while. Then he turned around and ran quickly to the porridge stall, took a spoon, and skillfully placed it, rubbed the edge, let it sink to the bottom, and then slowly lifted it up. His technique was so skillful that even the coolies who made a living had to praise him as an expert.

Good trick!

This is the best way to make a thicker meat porridge.

He ran over with two bowls of meat porridge in one hand, handed them over, and said with a little pride:

"The weather is cold. You two should drink the porridge to warm up your bodies before you go and treat others."

The young Taoist took it, stirred it a little with chopsticks, drank it, and was slightly surprised, while Mingxin said:

"This tastes a bit spicy...Huh? Is it shredded ginger?"

Qi Wuhuo said: "Shredded ginger tastes spicy and warm in nature. It can relieve the cold, warm the middle and stop vomiting, and warm the lungs and stop coughing."

"It won't destroy the flavor of the food, and it can even suppress the fishy smell of the meat and increase the aroma."

"The layman has a good heart."

The young prince raised his lips slightly, revealing a smug and restrained smile, and said politely:

"It's just my sister's instructions."

The young Taoist said, "Your sister is virtuous and capable."

So the young prince grinned and said, "Yes!"

"My sister is the smartest, ahem... I mean, virtuous, virtuous."

"Masters, please take your time. Since you are here tonight, I will leave some hot food for you and we can chat for a while. I have always admired people like you who can do things for the people. There is no need to refuse."

Qi Wuhuo and Mingxin walked away.

The little Taoist priest spread his arms to keep his balance, walked on the steps, and muttered:

"This guy is so weird. He seems happier to be praised for his sister than for himself."

Qi Wuhuo recalled the many things he had heard in the dream, and guessed that this prince was different from before, not as decadent, and it seemed to be related to his sister. He deduced in his mind and asked casually, "What does Mingxin think of him?"

The young Taoist thought for a moment and replied, "Very interesting."

"It's not like those people who used to run porridge stalls."

"Those people, their noses are almost pulled to the sky, they wish everyone else would kneel on the ground and call them 'Master'."

"He's not condescending at all. I think he seems to be able to have a conversation with anyone."

"And I think the best thing is that he charges money for the porridge today. Although it only costs one coin, it is bought with money, so everyone feels more at ease when drinking it, as if we are making a deal. If you don't have money, you can also get porridge by helping with some work..."

"That's good."

He added, "He's always a little dull. Maybe it's the clever sister's doing again?"

…

After Qi Wuhuo left, a handsome young man came to the porridge stall and saw the young man busying around. He said:

"This porridge distribution thing is indeed to win people's hearts, but why do you have to come in person?"

The young prince in gorgeous clothes said, "I am not here to win people's hearts."

"Ha, okay, huh? Today's prescription has changed?"

"Well, before that, my sister said that for some reason this year the disease energy is stronger than in the past, so she prescribed a prescription. This prescription is extremely mild and healthy. A strong person will not have any problems, and even a person with a weak body can slowly recover. It is called [Screen Powder], which means that the power of this medicine will turn into a [Jade Screen] in front of the person to resist the external evil energy."

"People are born into a hard life. We can't do too much, but we should do our best."

The handsome young man clapped his hands and exclaimed: "What a great phrase, 'do your best.'"

"Your sister really is proficient in divination, cultivation, playing the zither, and medical skills."

"She is an unrivalled beauty."

"Ahem, brother, I am also a handsome man, born as the legitimate son of the Five Surnames and Seven Clan. My sister went to Dao Clan, so the Cui family is probably mine. Really, you might as well call me brother-in-law."

The young prince laughed and scolded, "Sister should have been taught the correct method of [nurturing the primordial spirit] when she was young."

"After waking up from that nightmare a year ago, I became more interested in practicing."

"I gave up all my wealth and splendor and left the palace."

"Besides, how could someone like you catch my sister's eye?"

Cui Shouqing, the young master of the Cui family, sighed and changed the subject, "However, this Pingfengsan is a very wonderful name."

"As expected of you, your sister."

“Even the name is so descriptive.”

The young prince said, "Although I am very happy that you praise my sister."

"But this name was not thought of by my sister. She said that someone told her the name in a dream she had."

He paused and frowned slightly - his sister could hardly remember much about that nightmare, but for some reason, the few things related to that good friend were quite clear. According to his sister, it was as if this bizarre yet real dream was actually centered on that good friend, and he was just swept into it by chance and got this unknown opportunity.

He restrained the thought, raised his head, and added: "He is a good friend who is good at playing the piano."

"Qi, what's Qi?"

"I forgot."